20 Years Ago
I was a four-eyed 15 year-old just out of braces with a haircut I never should have had. Or was it a perm? (In my anxiousness to block that period of my life out I forget.) In June of 1988 I was graduating from "grade nine" (to use Canadian vernacular) and wore a pink puffy-sleeved nightmarish creation to "the dance" at which I spent most of the time standing on the sidelines desperately wishing I was cute enough to be noticed by the boys, but knowing I wasn't.
10 Years Ago
I was a single 25-year old working girl. I had a candy bar and a Diet Coke for breakfast practically every morning. I believe that was the year of my WORST BLIND DATE EVER. Ian and I went on our first date and I decided he wasn't my type (famous last words).
5 Years Ago
I was a new mom to baby Lindy. I didn't get any sleep that year. I found out that breast-feeding makes me crave chocolate like an addiction. And, for the first couple months of that year, I fought the postpartum demon. I lost the battle until discovering a little pill I like to call "contentment". (Thank you modern medicine!) Eventually I started figuring the whole motherhood thing out. Somewhat. Ian, Lindy, and I went to Florida that fall with Jody and Mike. What a GREAT trip!
3 Years Ago
I was seriously pregnant with our second, Ellie. I was cursing the weather and bearing my testimony of the beauty of air conditioning. I was busy with my calling in Relief Society and trying to keep my head above water. We finally were able to afford sod and began the still on-going process of finishing our backyard.
1 Year Ago
I honestly don't remember. At some point last year I know I read the three Twilight series books and ignored my kids and my household duties while doing so. I got pregnant and puked my guts out for at least 5 months of the year. We risked life and limb to cut down our own Christmas tree. Other than that my memory fails me.
So Far This Year
I went to Disney Princesses on Ice with Lindy. I made it through my third pregnancy and gave birth to our cutest baby boy, Curtis. (Which means I'm not getting any sleep and I'm still struggling with that chocolate addiction mentioned earlier.) I planted a garden. I've tried to remember to water aforementioned garden. I read some fabulous books. Lindy graduated from preschool. All of my siblings plus my mom and dad have been to visit (some more than once). We've been to the dinosaur museum, Cabella's with grandpa, and the zoo. Wahoo!
Yesterday
I actually got a shower. What a fabulous start to my day. I went grocery shopping and to Costco without the kids. I finally took the dry-cleaning in. I went to Lindy's ballet performance and clapped. Then we all went out to dinner with Mike and Jody afterward.
Today
I walked to church and taught my primary lesson on faith. I felt increased gratitude for the wonderful people who accept callings in Nursery. I got out of saying the closing prayer in R.S. because I had 2 children having breakdowns at the same time. We ate dessert with the Browns and had a wonderful evening (thanks for the brownies, Jon).
Tomorrow
I will still be tired and would still crawl through a torturously hot desert and choose chocolate over water. I will try to finish my project for our Enrichment Service Auction on Tuesday. I will once again say goodbye to my husband as he leaves for another trip. Hopefully I can finish the laundry and the vacuuming. I will look for "The Importance of Being Ernest" on DVD or VHS to watch while Ian's out of town.
In the Next Year
I will send my oldest off to kindergarten. I will wish that I could go with Ian to the U.K. I will probably still be tired. I will be anxiously planning our family trip to Disneyland. I will still be several pounds away from my desired weight and wonder why I can't get motivated to work-out. I will also be a mother of three beautiful children. I will be a wife to a wonderful husband. I will be a neighbor to some amazing people. I will try to be the type of friend that I would like others to be for me. I will try to pray more, read scriptures more, and learn more about my Savior. I will try to be happy.
I'm tagging Heather B., Marci B., and Jen Pro.
11 comments:
Fabulous post, Amy. So where does that put me then (with the chocolate)? I'm NOT nursing! :) 7:30am this morning getting a bottle and what do I do first? Find the Hershey kisses.
Tara B.
I love this tag! you crack me up, candy bar and a pop for breakfast, now why didn't I think of that? I watched most of the Ernest show, it is funny, I will finish it tonight and bring it to you wed.
That is awesome Amy! You really make me laugh! You are a great mom, sounds like a tired one! I am glad you married Ian too, not your type? Ya right!
I love that at age 25 you ate a candy bar and pop for breakfast. I am 25 (ok pretty much 26), but I can't eat those things for breakfast. Oh well.
I loved your goals for the next year. We could all benefit from making and keeping goals like that.
Amy, I don't know if you remember me from working at Borges but I wanted to drop a Hello! (I think I linked through Lynne or Pam) I just love your blog...I hope you don't mind but I've peeked at it a few times. Your children are beautiful and I love your writing. Probably because I relate to so much of it but I think it so clever and so funny!
You're Awesome Ames....I hope you know that - Love ya!
This is such a cool tag. Isn't it so great that we grow up? I love being grown up and being past the awkwardness of adolescents. You are such an amazing person. I'm so glad that I know you.. and Ian too.
What else can I say - you're quite a girl and I'm glad I know you.
I'm honored to be your friend! Great job on this post. It was fun huh?! LOVED your auction project! You are so creative!
Im adding you to my list I can't keep track if your not on my google reader so beware now you'll never get rid of me. Plus this is the only way I can make new friends.
So are you really 35? Not that that is really old or any thing but are you?
Great tag post loved it!
Oh geez, thanks Amy! I guess I will have to really spend some thought on this one. Give me a few nights to dream about it and I will get it up on the blog.
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